On December 21st, 2012, David Wilcock will feel Ra's pole shift and revert back to his gay 90's escort alter ego, Edgar RaCock. And then he will proclaim he has amnesia and cannot remember any trace of David Failcock other than the fact Ra has told him everything he did predict came true on an alternate timeline.

Meanwhile psychic Mrs. Cleo predicts he will go back into the male escort business.

Gayvid Drillscock: And that concludes the conference. <looks to 18 y/o boy in audience>, Hello and thank you for attending. You have been selected for the backstage party that starts in 15 minutes.

18 y/o: Awesome, thanks David.

<15 minutes passes, the boy knocks on the backstage door, no one answers so he lets himself in to find a 60's decorated area, with couches, beds, lava lamps, etc, like out of an Austin Powers movie> as the boy looks around, he suddenly feels a breath in his ear and whispering. It's David, he has snuck up unbeknownst to the boy and starts whispering in his ear>

Gayvid Drillscock: <whispering> Are you ready to learn how to ascend?

18 y/o: I thought you already taught us that in the conference. BTW, am I only one you invited back stage David?

Gayvid Drillscock: I taught you the basics. But now I can teach you how to combine and multiply our male energies for an instant ascenscion.

<David still standing behind the boy, now grabs him by the arms, he feel something poking him in the back>

Gayvid Drillscock: Prepare for ascenscion.

<The boy frantically breaks David's hold and runs out of the room>

Gayvid Drillscock: Oh RA! I lost another one. I'm running low on fanboys these days.

Gayvid Ra-Cock used to be a normal, everyday San Francisco gay escort, until he got into a lucrative New Age gig.

But now, Gayvid Ra-Cock senses a tremor in the Force, warning him that his December 21st, 2012 predictions might just be about to come up short.

It looks like he is about to find out, that he may have been better off settling for a life as an Ass-Ended (Ass)Master, instead of an Ascended one.

And, by the time it's all over, Gayvid Ra-Cock will be packing his bags, dusting off his assless chaps, and heading West, back to a gay and carefree lifestyle, where high-rolling clients never ask for refunds.

Gayvid Ra-Cock used to be a normal, everyday San Francisco gay escort, until he got into a lucrative New Age gig.

But now, Gayvid Ra-Cock senses a tremor in the Force, warning him that his December 21st, 2012 predictions might just be about to come up short.

It looks like he is about to find out, that he may have been better off settling for a life as an Ass-Ended (Ass)Master, instead of an Ascended one.

And, by the time it's all over, Gayvid Ra-Cock will be packing his bags, dusting off his assless chaps, and heading West, back to a gay and carefree lifestyle, where high-rolling clients never ask for refunds.

Gayvid Ra-Cock used to be a normal, everyday San Francisco gay escort, until he got into a lucrative New Age gig.

But now, Gayvid Ra-Cock senses a tremor in the Force, warning him that his December 21st, 2012 predictions might just be about to come up short.

It looks like he is about to find out, that he may have been better off settling for a life as an Ass-Ended (Ass)Master, instead of an Ascended one.

And, by the time it's all over, Gayvid Ra-Cock will be packing his bags, dusting off his assless chaps, and heading West, back to a gay and carefree lifestyle, where high-rolling clients never ask for refunds.